Typically, given the current state of her health, Leliana would send one of her agents to deal with this. Given that Anders is involved, however, and Cole, and a mysterious third part, she had deemed it reasonable enough to attend herself.

She appears more frail than she had during the fight with Justice; scars still twist up her neck from the poison, even with the cure consumed, and when she speaks it sounds like the catch of parchment over a rough surface, the shift and press of gravel underfoot.

"Gentlemen."

Enlightening as their discussion is, Leliana is less inclined to idle banter than usual. "To what do I owe this visit?"

Leliana walks slowly, but steadily. Proudly, really, holding her head up and she sinks into a seat and watches them, expectant. The walk, short as it was, has left her feeling drained. Sit, hold steady, do not waver.